February 24, 2014
Time does seem to fly! I am so excited to sit down and write this entry today. I am excited just to write. It always helps to clear my head.
The quote in the beginning of this article is my favorite! I use it with my students all the time. After reading this article, you will see how it is important in your life as well!
I came across this post the other day on a friends newsfeed and I was compelled to read it. The title “I Didn’t Breastfeed My Daughter” popped out at me and I was drawn to the page for one single reason: My breastfeeding experience was the worst! Now , I know, many of you are shaking their heads, especially those of you who are La Leche League members. However, hold your opinions until after you have read my thoughts. The author of the post I read spoke about how she tried but her daughter would not latch on at all. She was thrown many comments from other people and given stares of horror as she gave her daughter a bottle. I let out many gasps as I read this article.
I was in the same boat over a year ago. My son had very minor complications when he was born and I did not see him for over 12 hours after he was born. As soon as I saw him I went right into doing what a mom is “suppose” to do: breastfeed. I had read so many books about this topic that as far as I had known, it was suppose to be extremely natural. Well, wasn’t it a big shock when my son would not latch. After so many attempts, a nurse had suggested that if I really wanted my son to get breast milk, why don’t I try pumping. So, there I was, hooked up to this device that made me seem very much like a milking cow. However, I did produce some milk and my son got this through a bottle. That was my first of a long line of pumpings.
In the days following my son’s birth, my husband and I sat with lactation consultants and countless nurses who tried so hard to get my son to latch. I slowly came to the realization that pumping was going to be my best bet. On the night before my son and I were to be discharged, a middle aged nurse came into my room and saw me pumping. She looked at me with disgust in her face and said “Would you like me to come back later and show you how to really breastfeed?”. I politely said, “Sure! Thank you!” and she left. About 3 hours later she came back and I was pumping again and she said with both hatred and sarcasm in her voice, ” Well, obviously you aren’t going to breastfeed. Why don’t you just stop doing that and give him formula?”. I tried to explain that my son wouldn’t latch and I was trying my best to give him my milk. She shook her head and in so many words said that I was doing an awful injustice to my son and that I wouldn’t last a week pumping. She left the room and I cried my eyes out. I thought my husband was going to go say something to her (but he hugged me instead 😉 ).
I left the hospital and made a vow to myself that I would show that lady a thing or two. I wound up pumping for 6 months. I dreaded every moment I sat in front of that torture chamber (as I so fondly referred to my pump), but I did it every 3 hours. I never have forgotten that nurse and I thought of her each time I pumped. And I had a huge smile every time I would produce an over abundance of milk!
I do want to point out that I do not hate nurses. I think that they are amazing people who perform amazing duties every day. This one particular nurse I had just had an awful personality with an even worse bedside manner. They do say what goes around, comes around. In this nurse’s case, I hope it is not when she is in a similar position as mine.
To end this, I want to give a shout out to all of you who nurse for years, months, weeks, days, minutes, or seconds, and to those of you decide to go straight to formula. You are all super moms and deserve nothing but love and support. We are all in this together and should not be putting each down. Before I had my son, someone gave me great advice about being a mom: Don’t listen to any advice. Do whatever is good for you. It is so true! You do you. And don’t let anyone tell you any different.
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